After the spit dried and the initial priapism subsided, the next step for many was wondering whether they should buy the shirt, the hat, or perhaps the bumper sticker. Here at JBF, the focus was shared between the familiar smell of forganic deployment and wondering what it would cost for her to spit on my balls.
One detail that apparently slipped by everyone is the fact Hailey never wrote her responses down, therefore the spelling of #HawkTuah was but just one interpretation, and it was covidly thrust upon us faster than we could think to suggest otherwise and with merch that arrived sooner than N95 masks at a plandemic.
A step back and some brain play offered another interpretation that will still matter after the salivary supernova has been eclipsed by the next memetic thing, which brings us back to the topic of hawking, and the only Hawk-2A schwag worthy of the hard conversations here at JoeBidensFootball.com is this gem below.